WARNING! Explicit content, rated 18 (ie rude bits) (Most Embarrassing Moments)

Member Name: kittykat18

Product:	Most Embarrassing Moments
Date:	02/05/02 (2369 review reads)
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Advantages: You can laugh later, makes life more memorable

Disadvantages: Makes my face go red, people laugh at me, why does it always happen to me, what did I do?

I am the type of person that gets into sticky situations quite a lot. I have had a lot of fun compiling these moments and I hope you enjoy reading about them!

**~~~Nose Bleed~~~**

When I was younger I very often got nose bleeds. Then once I had my nose pierced it bled even more often. It did not matter where or when. Once I was alone on the top deck of the bus and my nose just started gushing. I had no tissues and just had to let it drip into a huge puddle on the floor, and walk home covered in blood. I dread to think what the next people to get on the bus thought! They must have thought someone had been stabbed!

The most embarrassing time I had a nose bleed was probably when I had just met this bloke in a night club, we were sitting on a sofa and chatting.. GUSH...well he can't have minded much as I went out with him for a few months after! It certainly broke the ice anyway!

**~~~~~~~Nipple!~~~~~~~**

I was in town with my mate on a night out and we were chatting to this bloke on a street corner (AS YOU DO!). I was wearing a purple sheer top with a black wonderbra underneath (WOOHOO). This bloke owned a bar and was going to put us on the guestlist for a club that night. We were only 16 so we were trying to act cool and sophisticated, then all of a sudden he cracked up laughing...eyes on my chest....I looked down and oooh! Peeking nipple alert! Criiinnnnggggeeeee!!!!!

**~~~~~Morning Bus~~~~**

One time I was waiting for the bus to go to school and had a cardboard folder with me containing lots of peices of paper for a project. I opened the folder to take a quick look at something, then a big gust of wind came and blew all of the papers into the road. Then around the corner came the bus.

I was bright red with embarrassment and running around the road chasing all the papers, with everyone on the bus watching and laughing. The bus driver, bless him, even got out of his cabin and came to h
elp me rescue the papers. I was so ashamed when I finally got on the bus! And I do not think my teacher was too impressed with my dirty work either!

**~~~~~~The Loo~~~~~~~**

At my parents house the bathroom door is a sliding one, and the lock doesn't work. Everyone that lives there no that when the door is closed, that means someone is in there. So, the first time a certain boyfriend came round my house, he did not know this and walked right in on me as I was doing my business. Lovely. I am sure he did it on purpose!

**~~~~~~The Story~~~~~~~~**

At school, in year 9, myself and a friend were bored and obsessed with sex so one lunchtime we mucked about and wrote a pornographic story about two of our teachers. It was quite funny and very silly and fairly graphic, not to mention slightly patronising about the male teacher. (We wrote that he was a virgin and the only time he had seen a naked woman was when he stripped his sisters barbie doll. The other teacher went on to seduce him in the technology cupboard).

It was a bit of a laugh and I thought no more of it, until this "friend" decided it would be a *right laugh* to print it out and leave a copy on his desk. I told her not to be so stupid and if she wanted to do that I wanted nothing to do with it. So the silly cow does it anyway, and when the teacher asks who is responsible, she promptly confesses and also tells them I was involved. GRRRRRR. Although we were in a lot of trouble over it (the male teacher was our form teacher and we were banned from registration for the rest of the year), I could not help laughing.

The school even sent a copy of the story to my parents (CRINNNGGGE!!!) They were supposedly angry, but I overheard my Mum on the phone telling her friend about it in fits of laughter so I could not take it seriously after that. Maybe I have a budding career in writing Mills and Boons books, who knows? I may even dig up the said story
if I can find it and post it on Dooyoo in the Fiction category (although I expect it would be deleted!)

**~~~~~~~~~AOL~~~~~~~~~~**

I am not AOL's greatest fan. Oh no. And the reason for this? Well, when I still lived at home I used AOL and often went on to the message boards. One time I had been away on holiday and got up to all sorts of naughtiness (please forgive me but I will not go into details other than saying snakebite, baby oil, several men...you get the picture...) and posted a message about my mad experience. AOL emailed everyone on the account saying this was unacceptable and forwarded the message. This was to my Mum, my Dad, my sister and myself. I almost died when I realised.

Let's just say I stayed away from home for about a week as I was too ashamed to face my Dad! With the help of my boyfriend I actually managed to send an email that looked as though it was from AOL saying it had been a mistake, but the damage had been done by then. I hate AOL, if I wanted my parents to know the details of what I do when I am drunk, I would tell them myself. When posting in a forum called SEX I do not see what I did wrong. AOL-Home Wreckers!

**~~~~~~Ankle~~~~~~~~~**

I had been with my boyfriend for a few months when we went shopping in town. The buses in Birmingham are "kneeling" ones which go close to the ground. As we got off the bus in town, I collapsed on the floor and could not move as my legs had given way (and no, I hadn't been drinking!). I was a grown girl of 18 yet I wailed and sobbed (my b/f had not noticed as he had got off the bus already and walked off!)

The other passengers probably thought I was insane as they stepped over me, and only one offered to help me. I had indeed twisted/sprained my ankle and over the next hour it blew up to huge proportions. My boyfriend was a darling and gave me a piggy back through Birmingham city centre on that Saturday afternoon as I could
not walk! To be honest, I was in too much pain to be embarrassed and it was quite funny!


I could also mention the time I was thrown out of a nightclub because myself and a friend snuck behind the decks and messed about.

That was embarrassing but I was so angry to be manhandled by the horrible bouncers that I did not have a chance to be ashamed as I was yelling at them.

Or I could mention the time my Mum found condoms in my room.

Or when I snogged a guy so much in a club that I had a big red "clowns smile" around my lips.

So there you go, there's your lot!

I do not get embarrassed as much as I used to. I used to go bright red and giggle non stop when embarrassing things happened and be very self conscious. Now I am more easy going and tend to laugh at silly things that happen!

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